12 True Life in God Notebook 111 __________________________________________________________________________________ them into practice unless he is alive? if a man understands the Scriptures and My sayings that are reflecting My Image, he would not say: "Scriptures are enough for me and the sayings of the Fathers of the Church..." in these times of grace, I present Myself as Mercy; I have not come to add anything new, or contradict the Scriptures and the Tradition of My church, nor have I come to raise a new church; but I have come to renew My creation and resurrect the dead seeds to a Life in Me; I have come to embellish My Church that I bought with My Own Blood, enrich it and fill it with divine Light; I have come with Mercy to unite My Church; learn that everything is under My Sceptre; ic March 2, 2004 God is anointing His own to bring them to a perfect mystical union; yet, how is it that when You, my God, accomplish so many marvels and wonders, a work that surpasses the mind of man, the earth is not put ablaze? God came in Splendour and Glory to us, inundated with His Own Light, and looks at us, afire with majesty, with a train of His Archangels, He descends in this glorious manner, - a formidable sight, to address us; no sooner than He opens His Mouth then a ray of dazzling Light brightens even more His Holy Face; then He reaches out to us with flames of passion to remind us of the power that He yields by giving us The Inheritance, while calling us all to attain perfection in an ineffable union with the Divine; yet, O ineffable Beauty, Royal Dignity, the sound of the unfaithful who are buried in darkness is piercing my ears! yet in spite of their unfaithfulness My gaze of Mercy is fixed on them; yes, have mercy for those who offend You, and are clinging to vanity and its kind, for they are deeply embedded in the deepest pit; 'unfaithful lot! you have blasphemed the Will of God and your spiritual fruit is Chaos! come and summarize your life-span and see what lies ahead of you: putrefaction of the soul and total Death... Sin is Death!' I have penned Your Words Lord, for nineteen years now; You have my God entrusted me, knowing my wretchedness, with this Noble Ode of Love, this Ode of Resurrection, and since then I have been almost swallowed alive by our tormentors, I have been traduced and reviled without a cause; but I have granted you protection and rewarded you with blessings... let psalms and canticles mingle for Me,
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